Comments on: No one goes home

By: brainteaser

brainteaser — Wed, 26 Mar 2008 01:43:39 +0000

Hello seaeagle! Have a good day to you, too.
Me too. I just love the province: the simple way of life, the lush fields, the mountains, the relatively cooler weather, everything!

I am glad you have good memories of your second home.

Hey Buddy! Yup, I do consider myself very lucky.
Luckier with you around. Hehehe

By: seaeagle

seaeagle — Tue, 25 Mar 2008 22:06:19 +0000

my second home solano, where the oxygen rises from the palay early in the morning so fresh so cool, promising a beautiful new day, the busy town which i first fell in love with in 1998 is now a city full of vibrance and life ,busy ,bustling yet that filipino smile and friendliness is still there, my asawas home and my very large filipino family live in and around solano once you have visited nueva vizcaya a little of your heart stays there , regards to all nueva vizcayans, mabuhay ang kalayaan

By: VF

VF — Tue, 25 Mar 2008 07:09:04 +0000

Eh, that pic, the hut!

That’s the only place where I slept peacefully without a minder. Waaa, I miss the place.

By: VF

VF — Tue, 25 Mar 2008 07:03:04 +0000

Consider yourself very lucky Buddy if you still have an “away” to go home to. While cityscapes are very exciting, there’s nothing like living in the countryside, to be called a ‘villageois’… and be at peace with nature.

I like picking my own vegies and fruits, grow my own rice, make my own wine, drink ‘unrecycled’ water hehehe…

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE!

By: brainteaser

brainteaser — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 12:40:18 +0000

Hello Arayan and Tomachfive! Thank you, thank you for taking the time to read the humble scrawls of my pen and for sharing your wonderful thoughts! I can’t say how honored you made me feel.

Arayan, good insight, friend! You said it so well. Yes, I believe adults and children see the world differently. Indeed, lucky are those adults who can see the world through the eyes of a child.

Tomachfive! I don’t know how to put it, but I am so touched that a poet could find inspiration from my simple post, which, in turn, was also inspired by someone.

Thanks to both of you guys…

(A shoutout goes to IloKona whose insightful post started all these, and to VF who always lovingly paints life in the ‘Away’ for me.)

God bless and cheers!

By: Poem Inspired By A Post « Philnensia

Poem Inspired By A Post « Philnensia — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 12:09:13 +0000

This poem is inspired by a Post by Brainteaser, a wonderful sharing that I believe you will enjoy re… [...]

By: tomachfive

tomachfive — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 11:59:24 +0000

There is a bittersweet feeling when we revisit the places where we thought the world was ours

The leaves, the air, the colors, sang to us, exulting in our innocence

Is it when we lost innocence, we also lost them?

That when we return, they fall silent, intimidated by our changes?

And smile no more?

Then let us replay their memory

So they will be reborn

And remember

Let that tear of melancholic joy of recall fall

So as We stand together on that green field

They will recognize us running

And hug us so tight

Begging us not to leave ever again

Though we must sail, we must tread, we must fly once more.

(Wonderful sharing, that you have, inspiring me so.)

By: Arayan

Arayan — Sat, 22 Mar 2008 06:21:35 +0000

hey, nice way to put it.

though, i think i can add this bit :
when we were younger, we were free, and unriddled. that, probably, helped us perceive vastness in even the smallest of crannies. like how we could spend away whole afternoons running our fingers through a small patch of sand. now, even if we have a whole beach to ourselves, we find the space asphyxiating, since we have too much bottled up within us.

i figure this is the reason that no one can really return to their homes; it’s coz they’ve got too much that separates their erstwhile home from themselves.

whatsay?!